Today is Mercury's last day in retrograde and whether you believe in astrology or not, you'd have a hard time disagreeing that things have been a little screwy lately. When this celestial phenomenon occurs, communication is thrown all out of whack, which can cause some disturbance in the force in your own world.
I was no exception. After a few stressful weeks, I was ready to shake off Mercury's bad juju. So after work today, I stopped at my local Kroger to prepare for the weekend.
In the pasta section, a kindly middle-aged man, donning the name tag "George," was stocking the shelves next to me as I grabbed my two jars of tomato basil. He then stopped what he was doing, peeked into my cart and smirked.
"You know, it's a little early in the day to be getting sauced."
Yes, it was a total dad joke that would have gotten him sent directly to the punalty box by any normal person. But man, after a particular day of crazy, did I ever need a dad joke.
I laughed and pointed at him. "Ahhhh, I see what you did there."
He outstretched his hands like a performer after a dazzling sleight of hand trick. "You need to have a little fun sometimes, you know?"
Boy, did I ever.
"You sure do," I replied through my uncontrollable giggles. I wished him a good day and continued to grin all the way down the aisle.
I don't think George will ever realize how much that silly little pun totally turned my day around. Even in a time period where things seem to be spiraling out of control, I realized that as long as there are Georges among us, everything is going to be okay.
So I think my new mantra is going to be, "Be someone's George moment." Then, if I see someone browsing the pasta selection at my Kroger, I can offer a them a "penne for their thoughts."
I'll see myself out.